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To everyone who ever wanted things to bump and grind in the night.
The handsome face turns cold, and his lips curve into a grin as sharp as it is wicked. “Light erodes our compassion. Now, I have no reservations about taking what I want from my mate.”
keep imagining you as a talking octopus.”
“Why does it bother you so much?” “Our kind are shaped as we are for survival,” he says in a voice that fills the room. “It pains me to think that you might find any part of me revolting.”
